My second "first date" was called a "meeting"

I broke down and joined Match.com and have been talking to some people. Well I met someone tonight. He called it that, a "meeting." I guess it isn't exactly a date because you both go to meet, to see if you want to go out on a "date" by sizing each other up and deciding if it is worth it.

Well, this date went a lot better. I really enjoyed talking with him (much like the emails we had exchanged). It wasn't love at first site, and I didn't know in the first 5 minutes if he was the one... but given my history of "following" my gut, it is a good thing I don't know.

I definitely hope he calls so I can get to know him better. It didn't feel like a job interview, more like we were just talking about anything. It was nice. I miss that.

I know that more than sex, money, children, or anything else in a relationship, the most important things to me in a relationship are

1) intellectual stimulation (debates, learning, long conversations, ability to talk things out, agreeing to disagree)

2) physical contact/comfort (cuddling, making out, holding hands, being close)

3) becoming a part of each other lives (meeting family, building a life together, making each other a priority and/or a part of decisions)

Maybe I have lofty goals and high standards... but, I think these things are the most important to me. 2 and 3 are interchangeable, but number 1 is an absolute. I guess that is why I fall in love so hard, because it is hard to find, and when I find it, everything else goes out the window.

Saving the best for last: Does the way we eat have to do with our approach to life and our waistline?

Saving the best for last. When did we start putting conditions on how and what we eat. Do you save the best part of a burger for last?

Maybe my sister and I do something odd, but I find that when I am really enjoying something to eat, I save the best part for last.

I am starting to think this is a bad practice because then you eat more trying to get to the best part.

Most guys, at least that I notice, tend to eat the best part first. They don't save the best for last.

I am starting to think they have the right idea. If I ate the best part first, maybe I would eat less because I would get full and not want to keep eating because the best part is gone.

What do you think? Should I try eating my favorite part of pizza, sandwiches, meals overall first in the hopes of eating less and losing weight?

It sounds logical, but I have no scientific evidence for it.

27 years old and still sleeps with a Teddy Bear

Going home is usually a nice treat. It is mostly relaxing, and really I just find my state beautiful. The only part that is really hard for me is that I have difficulty sleeping. You would think I would be in heaven because the mountains where my mom and dad live is pitch dark (I am sensitive to light when I sleep) and it is so quiet.

The darkness and silence have been of little comfort this time around. I couldn't figure out why, but I think I know the answer now... I am missing my teddy bear, Bowser. I totally emptied my room at my parents house and have all my things at my new house in another state. This means that every stuffed animal was packed and shipped across the state line, so now I lay awake in bed with nothing to hug.

What makes me even more pathetic is that I am nearly 27 years old, and I can't sleep without my teddy bear. I wonder if it has gotten worse over the last month and a half. I never needed my bear when my boyfriend was sleeping with me, but now that he is gone it is the only comfort I have in my big empty bed at night.

So yes, I am almost 27 years old and I still sleep with a Teddy Bear. I don't think that is something I should mention on a first date, do you?